Ship Wreck
By bedazzled •
I don't need you
and your hypocritical words,
your trip-wire ways.
You and your heavy magnifying glass,
scrutinzing each flaw.
Bet you never turn it around.
The times I carried you
over abysses,
my bones aching with yours.
You erase them from your conscience,
spitting derogatory words
at my feet.
You coward, hiding behind
your muted veneer.
An infant standing behind a curtain.
You couldn't even say it
to my face
yet every corner that will listen,
hears.
You leave me
in the middle of a cold ocean,
the surface warped black glass.
It swallows me and you leave.
One day you will hear me,
a ghost voice on heavy currents.
Floating memories
and anchored regrets.
But what do I care?
I've still got one lifeline.
I don't need you
just like you don't need me.
Friendship,
friendship sinks.